The Dark Angel Poem by Wesley Mincin

Dark Angel

I sit between the light and dark, a force of neutrality,
walking in both Heaven and Hell, immune from duality.
I escort souls to higher realms of darkness and the light
There they face two icons paying witness to their might
Serve in Heaven, rule in Hell, their choices rest with fate
However, they must learn that I feel no love or feel hate
God and Satan feud but I care not to interfere
My purpose is distinct and so, as an angel, must adhere
One will hear their echo and shall feel an icy hand,
for then shall I escort them to their faith forged, distant lands.
I was made by no deity, I came along with Life
My purpose was enforced by the workings of your strife
Understand I have no emotions, it's my divine nature
But as eternal Angel of Death, it has become my torture